Dose of Love

30. You

⚠️ I do not encourage acts committed in this chapter.
This chapter contains domestic abuse and mature scenes, if this triggers you, PLEASE SKIP!

📍 The Clinic

Shay-lee 'SHAY' Kimora-Marie Smith

"Mi nervous fi yuh gyalieee" Alisha said as we awaited the results from the doctor.

We were at the clinic.

Nervous fi myself too.

Me three.

"Yuh o' good" Marley's voice sounded throughout my phone speaker.

Biting the nail of my index finger, I nodded in response.

"Mrs. Walker?" The doctor called out and I looked up swiftly.

"Yes" my voice hardly audible.

"Congratulations...." Zoning out everything she said after that, my eyes got teary.

Looking down at the phone in my hand, Zaza hung up as he heard the news.

Exiting the room completely, I went in my car resting my head on the steering wheel.

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"Mi nah dash weh my pikney sake a you eno dogshit!" I shouted at Kimarley watching as he glared at me.

The tension in the room was thick.

"Yuh unfair yuh f—k" he cursed at me continuously and I held my head down in embarrassment.

"Yuh nah fi a deal wid the girl suh eno Zaza" Alisha chimed in and he silenced her just by looking at her.

"Sorry" I muttered taking up my bag to leave.

I shouldn't have came here in the first place.

As I was about to open the door he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him roughly.

I slammed in his chest.

"Why are you like this?" I asked him and his eyebrows furrowed.

It's like he didn't do anything he did.

He turned to Alisha saying "Gwaan a yuh yaad."

Hesitantly she complied.

She really lef we like dat?

Yeah.

"Leggo offa me" I said calmly, but I was far away from that.

My voice soft as if I was afraid of him.

"Just avoid me dutty bwoy!" I spat coldly and a stinging sensation presented itself on my cheek.

The sudden movement caused my head to turn to the side.

"Stop ramp wid mi bloodcl—t, yaw idiot?" He cursed at me.

"Doh put yuh f—king hand pon mi dead dog" I shouted directing my hand to his cheek.

Nah tek no man lick, yuh crazy?

He doubled his fists, but this time he didn't hit me instead he walked away.

"Bombocl—t" he cursed looking down at me.

His face softened as he went on to say something.

Cutting him off I placed a kiss on his lips, our lips moving in sync.

Rhythmatic.

I pulled back taking my bag up and leaving for good.

I'm done.

He just watched as I left too, he didn't say anything and that's what hurt me the most.

The fact that he put his hands on me even after I vented to him about the same thing.

Men.

I scoffed when I realized that I had no way to reach home.

Going over to his garden, I took up one of the biggest stones I saw.

Picking it up, I took off my shirt contemplating if I should do it and let my intrusive thoughts win or not.

Deciding on doing it, I threw the rock on his front door shattering the glass that was on it.

The second he came outside, I started throwing more.

Some hitting him, his cars, his house anything that it wanted to hit.

I can't control myself.

He took a hold of both my hands, holding me in place.

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"Nah panic.. nah panic mi born fi guh a who fi seh mi cya slam it" a middle finger displaying on my left hand, a pistol swinging in one.

"Mine yuh shoot mi wid dat eno Lee" The nickname was the only thing that caught my attention.

"Come yasso deh b" he called me and I hesitantly went over to him.

"Yes" my voice hardly above a whisper.

I was scared.

"Yuh fraid a me?" He asked and I nodded no.

"I'm sorry for putting my hands on you" the formality of his voice alone could turn me on.

My favourite part of the song came on, causing my attention to turn away from him.

"Weh dem tek a million year fi do mi do it innah three shift dung gyal drawz n push it innah she" I sang the lyrics as if my life depended on it

Checking his phone for the time, I frowned when it came back to me that I had no phone.

Him mash up me phone because mi mash up him car.

"Yah guh buy back mi phone, right?" I asked and he chuckled.

"Dats why yuh haffi move" I mumbled.

"Talk mek me hear nuh" he pinched my lips together.
Why him a do dat?

Pouting I looked up at him trying to figure out a way to bother him.

Tell him seh mi hungry.

"Zaza" I called and he ignored me.

Dah name deh a nuh fi you.

Wonda if she know mi will run lef har cause mi nah tek no more box and thump from him.

Only thing left fi him do a kick we dung.

"Oh sorry Marley" I told him and he smiled.

"I'm hungry" I looked up at him with teary eyes and he sighed.

"Weh yuh want?" He asked and I told him what I was sure we both wanted to hear.

"You"

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End of Chapter 30.

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